Chapter 268: Night Stroll

Nelson chuckled softly and held her tightly, "Let's go home." Callie hadn't drunk any alcohol, but Nelson had, and quite a lot. As they neared their destination, Nelson signaled the driver to stop, "Walk with me." She was wearing high heels today, so the man found a pair of flat shoes from the car for her to change into and led her out. It was eleven o'clock, and the moon hung high in the sky. The moonlight was bright, casting a thin layer of frost-like light on the road. Their shadows, holding hands, stretched long and winding. The discomfort in his chest from drinking was blown away by the wind. There were no noisy traffic sounds or the rush of handling matters, just peace and tranquility. Many wealthy people lived nearby. Occasionally, a car would roar past, carrying young men and women. A girl smoking a cigarette had her hair blown wildly by the wind and boldly shouted at Nelson, "Hey, you're handsome!" She looked no older than eighteen. After shouting, she was pulled back